Columbina lowered her head slightly, then spoke to Mo Wang in a soft, quiet voice. "Um... could you go save Sandrone? I'm a little worried about her."
Her voice was very light, as though she were afraid someone might hear, but those clear eyes looked straight at Mo Wang, filled with worry she could not hide.
Mo Wang said, somewhat surprised, "Oh? Are you worried that girl will get beaten to death by those two?"
His words were blunt, but Columbina nodded seriously. "Sandrone usually doesn't like fighting much. Among the Fatui, she's also the weakest in terms of combat ability, and at the same time, she has a very strong pride. She spends all her time on research and has barely ever fought properly. I'm worried something will happen to her."
Hearing Columbina admit it without hesitation, even adding such a detailed "list of flaws," Mo Wang could not help laughing. He reached out and pinched her little face. "You really are her best friend, huh? You're not leaving her a shred of dignity."
He did not know if it was his imagination, but he kept feeling that this girl's face was getting better and better to pinch.
Columbina, meanwhile, looked completely used to it. She let him pinch her face and mumbled indistinctly, "Because Sandrone really is troublesome. If I don't say it like that, she might think I can hold on, and then she'll keep pushing herself. She's the kind of person who suffers just to save face."
Mo Wang shook his head helplessly and let go. "In that case, I'll go help. Speaking of which, Dainsleif really has been dragging this out too long. If this keeps up, the sky's going to be bright."
Under everyone's gaze, Mo Wang casually stuffed the remaining melon seeds into